Lyrics

If nothing else than feelings end It seems the world has gone to shit again So pack your bags, we're leaving soon I heard they're selling flights to the pink moon You say your feet are cold, I guess we need to go Somewhere warm on the West Coast You look at me with that familiar face You turn around, and then you say I think that we should move to San Francisco That's where the happy people go You say you wanna go to San Francisco But I, I just don't know You say you wanna move to San Francisco That's where the pretty people go You say you wanna go to San Francisco But I, I just don't know I just don't know I took advice and then I took a trip You said, you're born to run, but then I slipped I guess I'm not the boss, oh, no one is So don't be cynical as you purse your lips You look at me and then you say This Monday feels like a Saturday So we lie in bed, yeah, we lie awake And as you turn away You say you wanna move to San Francisco That's where the happy people go You say you wanna go to San Francisco But I, I just don't know I just don't know Oh, I wanna be like this For another dozen years We could live so free Oh, I wanna be like this For another dozen years We could live so free You say you wanna move to San Francisco That's where the happy people go You say you wanna move to San Francisco But I, I just don't know I just don't know I just don't know I just don't know I just don't know, know, know I wanna be like this For another dozen years We could live so free
Writer(s): Kieran Francis Shudall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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